I'm addicted to being productive.
I like to accomplish things. I usually have a long list of things to get to. I feel fulfilled when I am productive. I work hard. I like being competent and dependable.
That doesn't sound so bad, does it? In fact, it sounds like something you'd say to your kids when they would rather play video games than clean their rooms.
But as I've thought about it, I realized that it can be one of those things that pulls me out of balance. And balance is good. Balance helps us do lots of cool things, like walk without falling over and ride a bike. Without balance we run into walls, stumble, and look like my kidlet after spinning around and around and around for 5 minutes.
When you're addicted to productivity, you don't relax very well. (At least according to my husband, who informed me I don't relax very well.) You also sometimes get busy juggling so many balls that you might neglect your blogs for a few months. You might have lists upon lists scattered throughout your house. You might neglect your writer friends' blogs for months on end. You might even start a New Year's Resolutions blog in January and not finish it until February.
Hello, my name is Jaime, a.k.a. Bookmom, and I'm an addict.
I might just need an intervention.
I can fit it in two weeks from Thursday, at 10:00, but I'll have to double check my schedule...